Facebook Bureau of Investigation
Knows where you’re at; at all times so you’re easy to find,
Without an extended hand there exploring your mind.
Cataloging everything your liking, supporting, and sharing,
Likes and dislikes insights and pimp fights.
Knowing what you’re pursuing and what you’re trying to achieve,
Your family tree is in its reach and what friends to go see.
Just by knowing the frequency of the likes and comments,
Collecting your data like we’re nature born terrorist.
Where ever you log in your placement is being noted,
Every status they run it through a series of code words.
They have your hometown and where you live now,
Any of them match a singular eye will match your footsteps.
Giving blind vision to the sheep that’s why all you see are echoes,
You know what they know but you don’t know you know all up the ego.
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